Post Thirty Four: ...Goodbye

[the_wee_big_hag]

[She found Sophie smile a little too fixed on then normal. Which while odd, wasn't utterly disturbing. After all droning's happened. Still she looked for her things just to make sure.

.....they were gone.

Oh. ....she knew it was always a possibility. But Sophie had always been here. She'd been here before Tiffany arrived and she'd never left. Knowing

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A - ugh sorry my connection will be bad for the next few days but i cannot not leave this here!!!!

[is_an_island]

[knocking on the door...]

totally fine, backtagging will be love

[the_wee_big_hag]

You can come in.

[And she'll be sitting on the side of her bed, rearranging some books. Not sulking...cleaning.]

[is_an_island]

So... you know.

That's good, saves the awkward conversation. I mean, it'd be awkward. Very empty. And awkward, can't... can't stop talking about the awkward, aha... How... How are you?

[the_wee_big_hag]

[Looks down and then puts a book to the side.]

...Empty and awkward work I think.

[is_an_island]

[awkwardly standing there at the doorway]

... Do you need help? I'm good at... that. Whatever that is. I'm good at it.

[the_wee_big_hag]

[Does not sigh. She's a witch, she is used to these things. People die. And that's normal and she can't cry, she's a witch. And she...

....Sophie's downstairs with the fake smile on her face. And she'll never see her properly again most likely and if she does she won't remember her...]

....yes.... I think so.

[And your 16 year old daughter is just going to get up and walk over and hug you. Because sometimes you just need a hug.]

[is_an_island]

O... oh. All right. Yes, it's time for a hug. Typical time for a... a hug.

[resting his chin on her head don't look at his face] People sometimes... go. But that doesn't mean they don't love you, it's just... they go. That's what people tell me, so you should believe it. But it's all right if you cry.

[the_wee_big_hag]

[She just hugs him.]

I believe it. Because it's true.

Besides, she didn't chose to leave us.

[is_an_island]

It won't be so bad. I won't let it be so bad. I mean, I could do the same things that she did. What did she do? Just... tie your hair, right? Give you advice about love? Like not dating Hitler, that sort of thing.

[the_wee_big_hag]

[Okay that makes her smile a bit.]

No, she liked him actually.

But I think we can manage.

[She just has to remember to spend more time with England so he doesn't lock himself in his room.]

You can help me with my homework then.

[is_an_island]

[his cat scarves can't be tamed] Right. What sort of maths were you doing? Addition? Subtraction?

Multiplication?

[the_wee_big_hag]

[No but distractions can be made.]

Er... I'm not really sure.

Alergaic or something like that.

[is_an_island]

Oh. Algebra. I know algebra. So Sophie was helping you with that, then? I mean, she helped out quite... quite a lot.

[wiping his eyes rapidly with a handkerchief] Sorry, it's... Algebra is very moving.

[the_wee_big_hag]

Yes. Math and science I'm not very good at.

[is_an_island]

Yes, well. I'm good at that.

Not so much with people.

Sophie helped with people. [sophie was people]

[the_wee_big_hag]

Yes.

...well I can help with people and you can help with math.